’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. She regarded him coldly, as though wondering whether he had anything further to say. She felt the bedsprings coil as he moved from his seated position, entranced. The freezing water lapped around her ankles as she ran along its edge, marveling at the thousands of tiny white spiral shells the tide had brought in. The entrance was barred against them; and they had the additional mortification of hearing Sheppard's loud laughter at their discomfiture. He would never be able to figure out that: all these miles from Cuba, and you could get a perfecto for thirteen cents. And now her father said she must not go.
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